The Holy Right of a Comic

Roy stroked the "Historical Records" on the table with his fingers, deeply moved.

When I met the poppies, it was more than 200 BC, but now it is 1907 AD. The "Ark" really has no rules for the grasp of time, and these two thousand years are really fleeting.

However, although he didn't find the poppies, Roy was not in a hurry. Roy had learned to be calm in the more than four hundred years spent in the "starting from scratch" world. Maybe he couldn't find the poppies now. , but Roy believes that as long as the fate comes, his wife and his fairy will definitely appear before his eyes.

Besides looking for Concubine Yu, what Roy cares most about is the history of this world, because it is related to historical differences, so in the eyes of the agents, the Patriarch is a person who is extremely interested in history.

Roy read the history of the East and the West, compared with his known history, and found that except for some small differences in time, the overall trend of human history has not changed at all, and those small differences are not enough to trigger historical changes.

For example, Liu Ying, the son of Roy and Liu Ji, was an unlucky child in real history, but he died very early after implementing benevolent government. The result is to advance the 'Government of Wenjing', but the entire history of the Han Dynasty has not changed much.

"Based on Liu Ji's achievements, he must be sublimated into a heroic spirit. Maybe there will be a chance to summon this great ancestor, Emperor Gao, but with Liu Ji's character, he has been the emperor for so long, and he probably will pull out when he sees me." Akasaka sword to cut people. '

Thinking of this, Roy couldn't help laughing out loud.

This kind of drama that has an intersection with historical figures in the past, but meets again in the future, is not very interesting.

Roy tapped his fingers on the table, lost in memory, Yanfeng stood by his side with hands down, silent like a statue.

Suddenly, Roy asked: "...I heard that there are dead disciples in St. Petersburg? I saw some reports in the newspapers, which have already caused panic among the residents of St. Petersburg." "

Yanfeng has been concentrating all the time, unlike those who deserted at school, after hearing Roy's question, he immediately bowed and replied: "...Your Majesty, what appeared in St. Petersburg is a ghoul, a ghoul We haven't found the dead apostle behind it, but please rest assured, the agent has been patrolling at night recently, and will try to reduce the occurrence of tragedies as much as possible."

Roy nodded when he heard the words, "...intensify the search efforts, it is best to find and destroy the hidden dead man, so that the lambs of the Lord will not be infested by these heresies."

Regardless of whether the church is good or evil in the eyes of the world, the church is indeed fighting at the forefront of the fight against those non-human races, protecting people from these non-human races. Compared with those who try to go to the root, the three views are not correct As far as magicians are concerned, the church is much more just.

Let those magicians eliminate the dead apostles and other non-human races that are harmful to humans? Unless those dead disciples ran to the territory of the spiritual veins occupied by the magician and threatened the magician, they would take action, and in those remote places without spiritual veins, they could only rely on the Holy Church.

"Yes, Your Majesty! I will tell the other agents of your order..."

Yanfeng bowed his head and replied, after hesitating for a while, he whispered again: "...In addition to ghouls and possible dead apostles, we also found some magicians who came here, according to the Church of the Holy Church According to internal information, there is also a change in the Dead Apostle Council, and I don’t know if there is any major event going to happen.”

"What's going to happen?"

With a chuckle, Roy stood up and walked to the window behind him, and opened the window to let the slightly chilly wind outside blow into the bedroom. He stared at the unglamorous sun above his head, and asked again : "...Yanfeng, as an agent, you have always fought on the front line, and you have also been in contact with the bottom of society. What do you think of the current situation in this country?"

Yanfeng thought about the relationship between Roy and Nicholas II, and wanted to say something nice, but he didn't dare to lie in front of Roy, so he said truthfully: "...It's on the verge of falling!"

"¨"Yeah, crumbling, when chaos comes, when human society falls into disorder, it is when magicians and those inhuman dead disciples are most active. Of course magicians are not bad, they are still human beings after all, It needs to rely on human society to survive, and not to contribute too much to the flames, unless they can eliminate technology and return the world to the source of the age of gods, but obviously they can't do it."

"...And for those non-human races, in this human generation after the age of gods, the disordered world is simply their carnival dance party, and it is also the best time for those non-human races to suppress humanity."

Roy's expression was cold, as if he was a god, a supreme angel sitting on the cloud, taking a panoramic view of the changes and developments of the entire human world, which made people feel awe in vain.

But he is more like a 'guardian of human reason'.

"Your Majesty, do you mean... war?"

Yanfeng stammered a bit.

"Hehe, are there still fewer wars now? The war between Tsarist Russia and the island countries in the Far East has just ended, and all parts of the world are gearing up. If there is any misfire, a world (Qian, Li, Zhao) world-class war will completely break out."

Roy's eyes seemed to see through history, and his voice was compassionate and pitiful.

"So what should we do or?"

Yan Feng asked subconsciously.

"What should we do? Remember, we just have to do the will of the Lord."

Roy's words are quite magical, but for a believer like Kotomine, this is simply the greatest philosophy and teaching of God, which makes him look devout.

"Well, even the church can't stop the general trend of the world, and we can't stop it. What we have to do is to eliminate the heresy that jumped out of this chaos."

"...By the way, Nicholas II asked me to go to the summer palace, so you can come with me."

Hearing Roy's words, Yanfeng's expression changed, and he smiled wryly, "...Are you going to see that little devil again?"

"Haha!! As a priest, it's not a good thing to always talk about demons."

Roy looked happy and laughed out loud. .

Chapter 9 The Queen of Permafrost

Outside the Peter and Paul Cathedral, a carriage is parked outside the door. Although the internal combustion engine has been invented in this era, the car is still in its infancy. The current car is more like a four-wheeled bicycle, which is not the same as the car of the future. And language.

Roy got into the carriage, and Yanfeng, who was the agent, was in front of his driver, and behind the carriage Roy was sitting in, there were several other carriages that followed a few meters away, and those were all agents who protected him.

"We strongly demand reasonable treatment and a reasonable working hours system!"

"We want to see His Majesty Nicholas II!!"

"Peace, not war!!"

"..."

Noisy but orderly shouts came from outside the carriage. Roy opened the curtain of the carriage and looked out. He saw that under the leadership of several Orthodox priests, thousands of people were following the priests in a peaceful demonstration on the streets of St. Petersburg.

These people are all wearing thin, torn clothes, and their exposed skin is very rough, and judging from each of their hands full of calluses and rough skin, they should be workers.

These workers have to work in the factory for more than ten hours every day, and they can't rest for two days a month. Even so, their salaries are pitiful, and they can barely eat, and most of the profits they earn are taken away by greedy capitalists. Walk.

Roy stared into the eyes of these people, their expressions were full of anger, without any numbness, and in the eyes of those workers, Roy saw a red flame burning, it was a spark of fire.

After seeing Roy's carriage, both the priest who led the procession and the workers temporarily stopped their demonstration and bent over to salute. Some people still drew the cross on their chests, which shows that many people here are believers.

Weekends, eight-hour work system, this is the system that many ancestors have worked hard for, but after a hundred years, a group of greedy capitalists try to break these systems, and what is even more annoying is that some migrant workers are still brazen. Saying that you should work overtime means that you work harder.

"The exploited still want to speak for the capitalists, they are either stupid or bad!"

Roy sneered.

...

The Summer Palace is located 30 kilometers outside St. Petersburg, and it took almost an hour to arrive at the speed of the carriage.

Roy was already a frequent visitor to the Royal Palace, and the guards let him pass without even checking or stopping him.

The carriage stopped in the lower garden of the summer palace, and the agents who followed Roy were all gone. Their protection was hidden in the dark, and only Yanfeng followed Roy.

The two walked from the lower garden to the upper garden, and stepped on the neat stone bricks under their feet. Not long after, they heard the maid's anxious cry from the garden ahead:

"Your Highness, come down quickly, this tree is too tall, don't fall!"

Walking around the corner, Roy and Yanfeng saw what happened, and Yanfeng's mouth twitched directly, his face full of helplessness.

As Nicholas II's resident palace, the luxury of the summer palace surpassed any period in its history. The gardens of the entire summer palace are full of flowers, and there are exquisite statues and gushing springs every few steps. Under the tree several meters high, several court maids in maid uniforms were turning around, looking at the tree anxiously and terrified, and shouting loudly.

On that tree, a little girl was wearing a luxurious court dress, stepping on the trunk like a monkey, and as the trunk swayed back and forth, the maids under the tree looked even paler when they saw this.

But the little girl didn't seem to notice the shouts of the maids at all, she just cared about having fun.

"Anastasia!"

Suddenly, a low shout came, and the little girl who was scurrying around like a monkey in the tree froze in place. Only then did the maids see the person coming. After seeing Roy, all the maids showed expressions of relief , They held up the corners of their skirts and hurriedly saluted: "... See Your Majesty!"

The girl standing on the tree turned her head stiffly.

She has long silver hair with a shawl, as smooth as the winter snow scene outside Moscow, and her facial features are like the perfect masterpiece of a Renaissance sculptor, with a tall and straight nose, deep eye sockets, and blue and pure eyes like the sky , with a touch of red lips dotted on the sharp melon-seeded face, the overly white skin is like the snow on the top of Mount Elbrus, creamy and translucent.

The profound facial features have the rigor of the Germanic people, and they seem to be a fairy in fantasy depicted by the golden ratio. Although she looks only six or seven years old, she can already make people see her peerless beauty after adulthood.

Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanova, the princess of this permafrost, is also Roy's goddaughter.

After seeing Roy, joy flashed in Her Royal Highness's sapphire-like eyes, followed by a pair of big eyes that were lively and agile.

Immediately, Her Royal Highness used a childish voice, tried hard to imitate a woman's charming voice, and said: "...My dear, you are finally here."

Hearing her address, Roy's face darkened, and he reprimanded pretending to be angry: "...It's not big or small, how can you call me!"

The princess hanging on the branch said aggrievedly: "...the queen mother always calls you godfather like this when there is no one around. Why can the queen mother call you that, but I can't."

When the voice fell, the maids under the tree were trembling with fear, and each of them lowered their heads as hard as they could, pretending that they were deaf and could not hear anything. Yanfeng who followed Roy was also watching his eyes, nose, nose, nose and heart, recalling the acting The training of the learner, turned into a stone sculpture.

Roy is even more angry. This little girl always looks cold and indifferent when facing strangers, but as long as she faces acquaintances, she will reveal her true nature, eccentric The Tsar's family suffered from headaches. The "little devil" Yanfeng mentioned before refers to her, because she is always mischievous like a little devil, and she has to be punished every few days.

"Come down, Anna!"

"Then Godfather, you have to catch me."

Under the silence of the maids, Anastasia jumped down from the tree, like a butterfly fighting a fire, she spread her wings and rushed towards Roy.

Roy opened his hand to catch the little girl's delicate body without much weight, and took off the force without showing any traces, without hurting her.

"Look at your hair is all dirty and your clothes are torn apart. Then you will be scolded by your father and mother again."

Roy took out a fallen leaf from Her Royal Highness's hair, looked at the lace scraped by the branches on her silver-white gorgeous palace dress, and nodded her forehead vigorously.

"If the emperor and the queen scold me, then...then I will elope with the godfather, okay? Go to a place where no one knows us, and only me and the godfather will live together."

Anastasia hugged Roy's hand and shook it vigorously, her childish voice was tender and tender, but she looked like a little adult.

"What nonsense books have you read again, Anna!"

"William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet."

Anastasia squinted her beautiful big eyes and smiled with her teeth still missing a few teeth.

The young princess didn't have any troubles, she was always chirping all day long, like a cheerful lark.

I really hope that she will never be troubled, but Roy knows that is impossible, because she is the last princess raised by this already precarious empire. .

Chapter 10 The Movement of the Clock Tower

"Your Majesty, my friend, I'm really sorry for making you take so long to come to the Summer Palace."

Roy took Anastasia's hand and walked into the luxurious palace surrounded by dozens of fountains. In a living room full of luxury and golden brilliance, he saw the Tsar and his queen.

The nearly forty-year-old tsar stood up from the sofa and warmly welcomed Roy.

As the emperor's godfather, he has known the tsar for a few years, and the two are considered to be familiar with each other.

Beside the Tsar, Her Majesty the Elegant Queen also stood up. Her expression was elegant and maternity, which made people think of the famous "French Cake Queen" Mary, but Roy knew that this woman was in private In fact, she was a little hysterical, because she had hemophilia inherited from the European royal family.

There are too many royal marriages in many European countries, so the scope of genetic screening will be greatly reduced, and some troublesome genetic diseases have been passed on for hundreds of years.

"Anna, you got caught by your godfather for being mischievous again."

Queen Alexandra first pulled her little daughter over and scolded her in front of Roy. Although Anastasia always liked to play around, she didn't dare to refute in front of her mother. , just pouted unhappily.

"Alexey, hurry up and greet Your Majesty~"

Beside Nicholas II, there is a boy who is younger than Princess Anastasia. This is the only son of the Tsar. Nicholas II has four daughters and one son. He is the youngest, and according to the law of succession, he is also the first heir to the Tsar.

The little boy dressed neatly in aristocratic attire stood up, and said in a childish voice with some restraint: "...greetings to you, Your Majesty."

"I also greet you, Your Royal Highness."

Roy smiled and nodded, and the well-behaved little boy also sat down. He sat upright beside his father, but looked at his sister who was acting like a baby with a little envy in his eyes.

Among the five children of Nicholas II, the fourth princess was the youngest daughter, and because she had a godfather like Roy, she received more favors, and would always be forgiven even if she was naughty, but The youngest prince, as the heir to the future tsar, has been subjected to strict etiquette training since he was conscious.

"Alexey is much more obedient than her sister, and Anna will be spoiled by you, Your Majesty."

Nicholas II was joking, and it could be seen from his expression that he was very doting on his son or daughter.

"Her Highness Anna is still very well-behaved, Your Majesty."

Roy said a few words along the lines of Nicholas II, but he also complained in his heart. The current Anastasia is indeed a bear, and she is very annoying under normal circumstances. As for why everyone likes her so much , who told her to be beautiful, a beautiful and smart girl will always be loved by everyone.

"That's right, father! The godfather said that I am very good, so don't always say that I am naughty and disobedient in the future."

Anastasia, who was following her mother, interjected, with a little smugness in her immature voice.

"You don't understand the rules, Anna! The godfather is talking to your father, how can you just interrupt!"

Seeing that there were no outsiders here, Queen Alexandra directly slapped Her Royal Highness hard on the buttocks. Being taught by her mother, Her Royal Highness was afraid to speak, and could only look to Roy for help.

Roy pretended not to see it, and just asked Nicholas II: "...Why did Your Majesty bring me to the Summer Palace?"

Hearing Roy's question about business, Nicholas II looked more serious, and said to his wife: "...My dear, take Alexei and Anna outside for a while, I have something to do with Your Majesty To discuss."

Even Her Royal Highness would not be naughty at such a time. After answering, she followed her mother and left the room for a while, but before walking out the door, Anastasia turned her head and winked at Roy. With her beautiful big eyes, she seemed to be telling her godfather to go find her after finishing the business with her father.

When Roy and Nicholas II were the only ones left in the room, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Roy first picked up the cup on the table, took a sip of the European-style black tea that he was not used to, and then said: "...Your Majesty has been living in the summer palace for the past few years and has not gone anywhere."

"To tell you the truth, Alexei, like his mother, was also diagnosed with hemophilia. In order to prevent his health from going wrong, I can only try to live in one place and not move around."

Speaking of his children, the tsar's tone was much softer.

"Your Majesty, do you know about Father Gaipang?"